by Imari Jade
“Yes, ma’am,” Ikenai said. “I look forward to our conversation.”
Finally, everyone started boarding into buses and vans. The roadies moved the luggage and equipment quickly and then the caravan of vehicles left the airport. It was a long, slow ride to the farmhouse. Takumijo had been crying uncontrollable since Harper made the announcement and Terrie did everything he could to comfort him. Of all of the entertainers, Takumijo had a very close relationship with the Niigata family and loved Goro like a father.
Kioshi continued to hold Cristal’s hand as they rode. “He was a great man and he loved you very much,” he said.
“I know,” Cristal said. “I am going to miss him.”
Terrie managed to get Takumijo out of the van when they reached the farmhouse and helped him inside and up to their room.
Everyone gathered in the den, except Ichiro. He went straight to the kitchen to cook. Cristal understood that everyone grieved in their own way. The rest of them sat around telling stories about Goro and about the impact he had on their lives.
“He bought me my first box of condoms,” Satoshi said. “I was young and dumb and girl crazy. Goro took me into his office and gave me that man to man talk and told me about being responsible for my actions. His speech scared the hell out of me, and as you can see I am still childless.”
The others chuckled. Satoshi always found a way to make them laugh.
“He made me the leader of Aomori even though my people skills were deplorable,” Yori said next. “He put me in a dorm with two of the roughest boys I’d ever been exposed to and wanted me to get along with them. I wanted to go back home immediately because I didn’t understand Takumijo’s strong dialect and Satoshi was a horrible little prankster. It took a while for the lesson to sink it. He taught me that even though the three of us were different we were a part of a group. After that I stopped looking at the differences and found what we had in common. We became a family.”
“He and my father were great friends,” Masaaki said. “And when he found out that I had graduated from college and wanted to be a manager he immediate hired me and put me over Yori, Takumijo, and Satoshi. Oh, the stories I could tell about these guys, but I’ll save them for my book.”
Everyone chuckled.
“Then he came to the dorm with Ichiro. He was shy, very beautiful and had the sweetest voice. I don’t think I’ve ever told anyone about this, but he worried me more than the others because I was afraid for the longest time that some creep might try to do something to him and steal his innocence. Mr. Niigata sat me down and had a long talk with me about parental responsibilities. Even though I wasn’t that much older than my four charges, I decided to step in and act as their father instead of their friend because they needed guidance and protection. Ichiro slowly but surely came out of his quiet little world and started talking to me. All of the boys grew up into fine young men. I’m thankful that Mr. Niigata gave me the chance to look over them even though I lost a lot of sleep when they snuck out on me at night.”
Both Satoshi and Yori laughed.
“When I was a little girl, Mr. Niigata used to give me the best birthday presents,” Cristal said. “For my fifth birthday he gave me a bike and Keiichi taught me how to ride. Keiichi and Masahiko used to treat me like their little sister and they would watch over me whenever I visited. Then one birthday, Mr. Niigata gave me this beautiful Geisha doll and told me to make sure I took very good care of her and she would always watch over me and protect me. For the longest time I thought the doll was magical because good things began to happen to me.” She patted Kioshi’s hand. “I still have the doll and great things are still happening.”
“He told me he was going to make me a star and he did,” Kioshi said. “When he learned that I was in love with Cristal he told me to go after her with a vengeance, and I did. I am going to miss him.”
“He was a great mentor,” Saburo said. “I too was nervous when he made me the manager over Distraction. I thought I was too young and that Hiroyuki, Izanagi and Kioshi wouldn’t listen to me. He taught me to manage with a strong hand and be tough on them when I had to be, and to just be there to listen if they needed to talk. So far I haven’t been disappointed. Distraction turned out to be a swell group of guys. They let me hang out with them and they don’t complain when I dress them in my creations.”
“I’m going to miss his stories about Aomori,” Shiro said. “The man’s face simply lit up when he talked about them. He never treated me like I was just a driver. He always made me feel like I was a part of the Niigata family.”
“Me too,” Kenshin said. “He didn’t make me feel bad when I dropped out from the entertainment business after so many years of training. He could have sent me packing, but instead he offered me a job as Aomori’s chauffeur.” He chuckled. “If it was not for him I would never had found the courage to return to music, and I never would have traveled outside of Japan or met you wonderful people.”
Takumijo and Terrie had entered the room when Kenshin was speaking and stood quietly by the door.
“I’m not really good with expressing my feelings,” Takumijo began. “I don’t know if any of you know what it’s like to grow up poor. I’m from a fairly big family and my parents are sharecroppers. There were plenty of days when there was never enough to eat because most of the vegetables my family grew were sold to pay bills and to keep a roof over our heads. Mr. Niigata told me to always hold my head up and to be proud. The man took me into his home and treated me like one of his children. And even though I fucked up a lot he never once lost faith in me. When I started earning money he made sure that I took care of my family to make their life a little easier. For the longest time I felt like they had sold me to him so they would have one less mouth to feed, but Goro explained that they let me go so that I could have a fighting chance to make something of myself. I will forever be grateful for everything he did for me.”
Ichiro entered the room. His eyes were red like he’d been crying. “The food is ready,” he announced. “Mr. Niigata wouldn’t want us to feel sorry. He would want us to celebrate his life with good food and song. He asked me and Shaundra to sing at his funeral. I think we should send him off in grand style.”
The others agreed.
“I’ll speak with Keiichi,” Masaaki said. “I’m sure he’ll agree to let you guys perform at his funeral and to send Goro off to his ancestors knowing he’d made a lot of people happy.”
After that, they all moved to the large dining room since it was big enough to accommodate everyone.
Cristal ran off to use the toilet because her bladder was full and then she joined everyone at the table, which Hiroyuki had set beautifully with the Lazy Susan so everyone could take turns serving themselves.
Masaaki led them all in the blessing and they began to eat.
Later, Kioshi accompanied her back to her apartment with his things because he didn’t want her to be alone.
“Everything is going to be okay,” he said as he held her in his arms later that night. “My grandmother once told me when someone dies another person is born to take his place.” He touched her belly. “You could very well be carrying the next great star in the Niigata family.”
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The lights were on at home when Ichiro arrived and he knew they hadn’t been burning for three months since he left for Spain. A familiar scent of cocoa butter led him to the nursery.
“Welcome home, Ichiro,” Shaundra said as she sat in a chair rocking. She then stood and ran into his arms.
“Welcome home, Shaundra. God, I’ve missed you.” His beautiful wife cried in his arms.
“I am so sorry about Goro. I came home as soon as Harper called.” She freed him.
Ichiro walked over to the cribs. His two sons were sleeping peacefully on their backs. “They’ve grown so big.”
“They’re walking now,” Shaundra said, wiping away the tears. “And trying to talk.”
“I’ve missed out on a lot,” Ichiro sai
d. “I hardly recognize them.” They were nine months old now and had a lot of hair. Ryoto’s face was still a little rounder than his younger brother Raiden. “How was California?”
“Hot,” Shaundra answered as she led him out of the nursery. “The filming finally came to an end and the producer said it should come out sometime next year.”
“That’s wonderful news,” Ichiro said pulling her into his arms. He finally kissed her. He’d missed her so much.
“How was Spain?” Shaundra asked when the embrace broke.
“The concerts went well. We made a lot of money and new fans. Yori got married.”
Shaundra chuckled. “Yeah, I saw the news. What’s Dolisa like?”
“Imagine Cristal with a Hispanic accent. I do think he made a good choice even though they’ve only known each other a couple of months.” He began disrobing.
“Don’t you believe in love at first sight?” Shaundra asked him as she took his suit and dress shirt and walked over to the closet to put them into a bag to go to the cleaners.
“Of course I do,” Ichiro said. “I fell in love with you as soon as I saw you at that club.” He paused. “Did Dae-Hyun come back with you?”
“Yes, he went off to be with Estuke. He was a big help.”
“I’m sure he was,” Ichiro said.
Shaundra punched him on the arm. “Nothing happened between us. I’ve been saving up my horniness for you.”
“Oh, lordy,” Ichiro said. “I need a shower. We can have a meeting of the bodies afterwards.”
Shaundra rewarded him with one of her stellar smiles. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have such a beautiful wife.
“Are you hungry?”
Ichiro shook his head. “I ate at the farmhouse earlier.” He entered the bathroom. Shaundra’s toiletries took over the vanity again. He would have to get use to seeing hosiery hanging on the shower bar drying and changing dirty diapers. He showered and washed his hair. It was growing again and nearly to his shoulders. He’d decided to grow it back again since Shaundra seemed to miss it. He left the bathroom with just a towel around his waist.
Shaundra had taken off her robe and was on the bed in a light blue see-through gown. A tube of lube was on the pillow next to her and a glass of red wine waited for him on the nightstand. Ichiro picked up the glass and sipped while he settled on the bed. “Have you spoken to Cristal yet?”
Shaundra nodded. “Why?” She ran her gaze over him and licked her lips.
“I’m just asking,” Ichiro said watching her eyes darken with desire. He was about to tell her the good news about the baby but decided to let Cristal tell her. He sipped his wine again. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”
“Yes,” Shaundra said. “So I can take advantage of my sexy husband.”
Ichiro put the glass back on the nightstand and moved closer to Shaundra. “You don’t have to get me drunk to do that.” He helped her out of her gown and gazed down at her body. It was still as beautiful as he remembered and her abs were almost as tight as his. It was hard to believe that she was a mother of six. The gene pool in her family was amazing. “You’re still working out with your bodyguard?”
“Yeah,” Shaundra answered. “I kicked his ass a couple of times in judo. Ah!” Her back arched as he captured one of her dark nipples between his lips.
Ichiro moved between her legs. He felt the heat coming off of her skin. His cock hardened. He hadn’t even masturbated since they’d been apart. He had been saving it up for this night. He moved down her body, placing soft kisses down her ribcage to her navel. Shaundra moaned softly when he buried his face in her trimmed bush. The scent of cocoa butter invaded his nose. It was her signature scent and it always drove him wild.
Shaundra placed her feet against the mattress, bent her knees and opened her thighs.
Ichiro moved his face into her crotch, kissing and licking the tiny lips and tickling her clitoris with his tongue. It didn’t take long for Shaundra to get wet. Ichiro pierced the little hole with his tongue.
“Ah, shit, Ich!” Shaundra came that fast drenching him with her juices.
Ichiro licked her clean before coming up for air. “You’re so sensitive.”
“Are you complaining?” she asked.
Ichiro removed the towel from his waist and moved between her legs. “No.” He didn’t think he’d need the lube at the moment. He guided his cock to her moist opening. “May I enter?”
Shaundra spread her lips with her fingers. “Yes, please hurry.”
Ichiro thrust inside of her, claiming his wife.
Shaundra pulled him down on top of her, wrapped her legs around his waist and gave herself to him. “Make love to me, Ich. I’ve been missing you so much.”
That husky voice of hers turned him on more. Ichiro freed himself from her grasp, raised his body slightly and gripped her by the hips. He moved her body onto his dick.
“Ah!” Shaundra cried out as he impaled her. She rolled her hips and bottom like she was trying to suck him in.
He enjoyed being in control sometimes and making his woman scream his name.
“Fuck, Ich, this is good.”
It was also good that his wife was always naughty in bed. He slipped out a little and then sent his cock in.
“Ump,” Shaundra uttered under her breath as he fucked her. “Let me ride you.”
Ichiro always gave his lady what she wanted. They changed positions. He lay down on his back with the pillow beneath his head.
Shaundra stood over him. It was a good thing they had a strong bed. She danced over him and then began lowering that sexy body of hers down until their sexes met. “Oh, baby,” she moaned as his cock slid deep inside of her. Shaundra put her knees next to his thighs and began moving up and down on his shaft.
Ichiro closed his eyes and rolled his hips in a circle sending more cock inside of her. She felt tight. She had bounced back nicely since the birth of their sons. Shaundra had slowed her roll and ground her pussy against his groin. Her ass grazed his thigh. Ichiro opened his eyes. Shaundra was gazing down on him and she was playing with her right nipple with her right hand. The moaning started. Shaundra could make an impotent man hard with just the sounds she emitted during sex. Right now she had him as stiff as a board. She slid back and then forward again as she tried to achieve that second orgasm. Sometimes he didn’t have to participate because Shaundra knew just what it took to get herself off. She whipped her hips faster. Ichiro knew that meant she was about to come. He grasped her by the hips and began thrusting deep into her pussy.
“Ichiro!” she screamed as the fires of desire worked their way through her. Shaundra’s body shook.
Ichiro felt her insides quake and then she came again. He could literally hear the liquids as it exited her hole. His thighs were covered in juices when he rolled her on her back again so she could rest. “You always make a mess of me.”
Shaundra just chuckled, rolled over on her knees and presented her ass to him. “Climb aboard, sexy husband.”
He would need a condom and some lube this time. Shaundra’s asshole was tight. She pulled a condom out from under the pillow and handed it to him. She took the lube and began preparing herself. He nearly tore the condom watching her fingers work in and out of her ass. She handed the tube to him after the rubber was in place. He’d learned to grease it up too to make penetration easier. Ichiro tossed the tube aside, stood over her and spread her butt cheeks. “This is going to be intense,” he told her. He positioned the head against her little pucker. He pushed the tip through and Shaundra surrendered to him.
“I love you, Ichiro,” she said as he took her doggy-style.
“I love you too, baby,” he said as he concentrated on doing her right and not tearing her flesh.
Shaundra had recovered and was rocking on her knees trying to get him to come.
Ichiro smiled. She didn’t have to work so hard. The orgasm was churning in his balls waiting to explode. He started thrusting deep into the tiny cocoo
n. Both he and Shaundra were starting to sweat. He fucked her faster. “Hang on, Shaundra baby. I’m about to blow.” His body shook and he ejaculated so hard his stomach hurt. “Oh, lordy. It’s a lot.” He sank down on her back and eased his tender cock out of her ass. He pinched the tip of the condom and removed it from his softening dick. Seconds later he tossed it into the trash and laid on his back trying to breathe. He looked over. His darling wife was on her stomach, face down in the mattress. “You’re going to smother if you stay like that.”
Shaundra turned her head and faced him. “I’m just enjoying the afterglow.”
Ichiro moved his damp bangs from in front of his eyes. “You might have a problem sitting down tomorrow.”
Shaundra wiggled her hips and made her butt jiggle. “I don’t mind. If anyone notices I’ll just say that my husband did me right.”
Ichiro reached over and popped her lightly on the right butt cheek. “You’re just too much, wifey.”
One of the babies started crying. Shaundra rolled over on her back and attempted to get off of the bed.
“I’ll get him,” Ichiro said. He slid off the mattress, grabbed his robe off of a hook on the door and went to get his son. He found them both awake. They looked at him oddly and then Raiden smiled.
“Dada,” he said.
“You remember,” Ichiro said, lifting Raiden into his arms. For a moment he thought the boys might think Dae-Hyun was their father. “Why are you guys up? Did mama wake you with her sexy moaning?”
“I heard that,” Shaundra said entering the nursery. She had donned her robe too.
“Mama,” Ryoto said reaching for her. He was standing up against the railing.
“I think we might have to raise the cribs,” Ichiro said. “He’s tall enough to escape.”
Shaundra lifted him out and laid him on the layette and changed his diaper. They switched babies and she dried Raiden too. She gave Raiden back to him. “I need to fix their bottles.”
“You’re not breastfeeding them anymore?” Ichiro asked.